That of course, if you like basketball. More precisely, street ball, cause I wont presume to know what those involved in the making were trying to achieve, but it makes you laugh, it makes you think, and if you ever feel the Epiphany in sports when you dunk, goal, KO, complete a 40y pass, or whatever puts color in your face, well its exciting to watch. A very risky choice to cast Rosie Perez as the girlfriend, but I believe she did fine. And the ending, to me, seems the best way to end a picture where you think you know where this is going before opening credits are done. I specially enjoyed how accurately women-men relationships are pictured, and please, do not try to make racist issues out of the title. If I had to choose a single best value from this movie I'd take that things are not what they seem.
Review of White Men Can't Jump
